Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

"Haha, they are right. Just admit defeat. It is not a shame to admit defeat to me, Jiang Wuyuan."

Jiang Wuyue's hoarse voice came again. Making people surrender without fighting is called domineering.

Just releasing momentum and making people admit defeat is called domineering.

On the ring, Zhang Yifeng did not speak, but a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his lips.

Even if the gap was huge, how could he, Zhang Yifeng, give in easily.

Others thought he would lose, but in fact, he didn't have a chance. He knew better than anyone that the Fire Poison Scorpion had weaknesses.

Zhang Yifeng straightened his back again, and with everyone's astonished eyes on him, he took the lead to kill the Fire Poison Scorpion. The weak body is like a moth rushing to the flame, but it moves forward indomitably.

war!

"War Immortal Body, open!"

On the ring, Zhang Yifeng shouted low, and his body became stronger. Like a bolt of lightning, he instantly jumped onto the Fire Venomous Scorpion's body.

His whole body flashed with golden light, and he launched a violent attack.

Boom boom boom!

Every punch landed would make an astonishing sound, like someone beating a drum or a gong.

Unfortunately, what is regrettable is that no matter how Zhang Yifeng attacks, there is no crack in the fire-colored armor of the Fire Poison Scorpion.

"Too light, too light! Zhang Yifeng, haven't you eaten? Hahaha."

Jiang Wuyue's mocking voice came, and he didn't need to dodge or attack at all. Zhang Yifeng's fist was completely annoying to him and had no threat at all.

"This... the gap is too big!"

"Jiang Wuwu stands still, and Zhang Yifeng can't hurt him at all. Hey."

The onlookers shook their heads. Zhang Yifeng's behavior was completely asking for trouble.

However, just as the spectators shook their heads and sighed, Jiang Wuyue let out a scream. The voice was sharp and angry, resounding throughout Tianzitang.

"what happened!"

The onlookers were confused at the time. Did Zhang Yifeng's attack break Jiang Wuyue's hard shell?

But how is this possible! It's simply impossible to happen.

Could it be that there is still suspense in the battle? Doesn’t Zhang Yifeng have no chance of winning?

"It's the eyes. Zhang Yifeng hit Jiang Wuwu's eyes."

After taking a closer look, the spectators suddenly realized that no wonder Jiang Wuyuan let out a heart-rending scream. It turned out that his eyes were attacked.

Scorpions have a total of eight eyes, with a pair of middle eyes in the center of the back and three lateral eyes on each side of the front. Even if a scorpion is covered in a hard shell, its eyes will be exposed. But, this is not critical.

"Zhang Yifeng, you are seeking death!"

On the ring, Jiang Wuwu's eyes were red and he was obviously very angry. I originally wanted to play with Zhang Yifeng to let this kid know the difference, but this kid doesn't know how to appreciate others, so he doesn't want to play anymore.

Although scorpions have no arms and legs and cannot be attacked by enemies on their backs, don't forget that scorpions still have a tail!

A scorpion's tail is more flexible than its hands and feet.

At this moment, the scorpion's tail, which was flaming with poison, finally moved, very fast, like a flame.

The scorpion's tail was like a nine-section whip, wrapping around Zhang Yifeng.

Zhang Yifeng's face changed drastically. It was too late to dodge, so he could only bite the bullet and attack the scorpion's tail.

"Nine Dragon Phantom Fist!"

There was a dragon cry, and three golden dragons suddenly appeared.

The golden dragon was domineering and majestic, and struck the scorpion's tail.

Boom boom boom!

Violent explosions followed, one after another.

Jiang Wuwu's scorpion tail was like a magic weapon, piercing the golden dragon's body. The Nine Dragons Phantom Fist can't hurt Jiang Wuwu, that's the difference.

The gap between the two is too big.

"Zhang Yifeng, it's useless. In my eyes, you are just an ant. If I want you to live, you will live. If I want you to die, you will die!"

Jiang Wuwu laughed loudly, and the fiery scorpion's tail approached Zhang Yifeng, like a rice dumpling, tightly wrapping around Zhang Yifeng's body. No matter how hard Zhang Yifeng struggled, he couldn't break free.

The scorpion's tail stretched out. Jiang Wuwu brought Zhang Yifeng's body directly in front of his sight. He retracted the scorpion's tail and clamped Zhang Yifeng's body with his huge scorpion hand.

"Zhang Yifeng, aren't you very arrogant? Aren't you very arrogant? Now you are like a chicken in my hands. Hahaha."

Jiang Wuwu laughed loudly, and Scorpion shook his hands left and right. He looked like a winner, showing off his trophies.

boom!

As soon as the voice fell, a muffled sound suddenly came from his body, and Zhang Yifeng's body was thrown to the ground directly by him.

Jiang Wuyue's throw was so hard that a shallow pit appeared on the ground. The huge force made Zhang Yifeng spit out a mouthful of blood, and he felt that his internal organs were about to shift.

If Zhang Yifeng's body was not different from ordinary people, if it were anyone else, he would probably be close to death.

But, this is just the beginning.

Before Zhang Yifeng could stand up, Jiang Wuwu grabbed Zhang Yifeng again, raised his huge scorpion hand high, and threw him down again.

boom! boom! boom!

Three times in a row, Zhang Yifeng's body became abnormal, but this time, he did not stand up again.

His whole body was covered in scars, and there were blood holes on his skin in many places due to the violent impact. The blood dyed his body red, making him look miserable.

"Zhang Yifeng, give in!"

"God, don't insist anymore!"

Seeing this scene, many warriors closed their eyes and couldn't bear to continue watching.

This battle up to this point is completely Jiang Wuwu's personal performance. Everyone can see that Jiang Wuwu intends to play Zhang Yifeng to death. At this moment, even the elders in charge of the competition were ready to make a move and seemed to be planning to terminate the competition.

"Zhang Yifeng!"

In the audience, Meng Nishang and the three people who were originally calm suddenly became nervous.

Even for a moment, Meng Nichang wanted Zhang Yifeng to admit defeat. At this moment, her heart was very complicated. She wanted to see Zhang Yifeng win, but she was afraid that Zhang Yifeng would be harmed.

…

"Zhang Yifeng, why don't you speak? Are you starting to doubt life? Hahaha."

On the ring, Jiang Wuwu laughed loudly. Zhang Yifeng was like a toy, being played with by him. In fact, he can end this battle quickly, he can quickly make Zhang Yifeng incapacitated, or even directly throw Zhang Yifeng off the ring. But he didn't.

In the past two days, Zhang Yifeng had stolen his limelight. How could he take advantage of this kid? He just wanted to play with Zhang Yifeng until Zhang Yifeng fainted and died, until Zhang Yifeng doubted his life.

The voice was still floating, and Jiang Wuyue clamped Zhang Yifeng's body up again. No matter how hard Zhang Yifeng used his hands, he still couldn't break free from the shackles of the scorpion's hands.

Every time the warriors watching the battle saw this scene, their nerves would become tense. They were afraid that Jiang Wuyue would accidentally cut off Zhang Yifeng's body.

"Zhang Yifeng, don't say that I am narrow-minded. Let's do this. I will give you a chance. As long as you admit defeat now and call me grandpa three times, I will no longer torture you."

Jiang Wuwen's voice came again, and Zhang Yifeng felt very sick as Scorpion opened and spat his mouth.